Every pebble,
Fish,
Birds of a feather,
Two-legged upright…
All are sacred.
Dandelion,
Mango,
Chicken,
Or sweet potato pie…
All are sacred.
Within the sacred stone,
Or flesh of another…
Remains medicine for the soul.
Within the sacred sky,
Or waters of the sea…
Remains medicine for the soul.
One roof,
One house,
One family…
All sharing a sacred Canvas.
Giving,
Receiving,
Sharing,
Breaking bread…
One roof, One House, One family…all sharing a Sacred Canvas.~Ani Po
Sitting quietly
The birth of a new day.
Giving thanks
Lessons before and those to come.
Darkness
All around us.
Looking toward the dawning of a new day.
With pen in hand
Ink begins to flow.
Remembering
Stories of old.
Honoring them.
We move forward
Light begins to fill the sky.
Pausing for a moment
Embracing the solitude.
Setting out to re-write our story.
Stepping into the Canvas with a higher knowing. We embrace all there was and all that will be. Remaining in the moment, breathing into life, we begin…re-writing our Story…Ani Po
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